Текст песни Люмен - До свидания

In this tale there is no beginning, no end,
This song has no chorus, verse no.
Falling leaves forgotten last summer,
Winter is knocking at the door, and you know it.

In this house is no longer any prayers or raspberry -
Just a collection of anecdotes, but wormwood.
Char filter of the last cigarette.
The war is knocking at the door, and you know it.

Wake up ... Wake up ... Get ready ... Get ready ...

Do you like sailors
There are no bullets, no questions.
Weave the hand of her mother,
Raises on the attack squad.
Look at this land,
Look at these people,
And under the sky of Austerlitz
Covering themselves bunker!

Goodbye ... Goodbye ... Goodbye ... Goodbye ...